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Mslinh210 is selling her Pronovias-La Sposa Wedding gown. The light-ivory mermaid dress is a size 8 (altered to fit 33-27-36) and will fit a bride who stands 5′7″ in heels. She’s asking $1200. For an additional $80, you can have the Vera Wang cathedral veil, too.

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Other great items for sale:

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Have you heard of Wordle? I never had until Friday of last week. My good friend Ashley sent me a link to this wonderful website and let’s just say I didn’t get a lot accomplished after I discovered it. You can make the coolest word designs, and if I hadn’t just put together our save the dates, I probably would have incorporated one of my Wordle documents.

Take a look:

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Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you. -Nathaniel Hawthorne

Butterfly in the sky; I can fly twice as high. Take a look, it’s in a book… reading rainbow (reading rainbow..bow…bow…bow). -Steve Horelick, Dennis Neil Kleinman, and Janet Weir

I’ve cherished butterflies since about the sixth grade. I don’t know why, but something about their colorful wings and flittering flights really appeals to me. I still sign cards with a little sketch of one next to my name. Friends and family are often kind enough to gift me with scarves, handbags, and broaches featuring my fluttery little buggies, and I’ve had a tattoo of one long before (well, not long before, but maybe right before) they became infamously aligned with “tramp stamps“.

But because the wedding isn’t all me-me-me (boooooooo—kidding, kidding), I didn’t want to insist on too many butterfly touches. Butterfly invites, butterfly decorations, it could all add up and be overkill. Regardless, around the time we got engaged, in cold, raw January, a now-famous, whimsical, light-as-air cake graced the cover of Martha Stewart Weddings. It was our first wedding magazine purchase, and we both loved the easy simplicity her butterfly cake design evoked, particularly this one, which was featured inside the magazine:
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Before I was engaged, I had the idea to use both of my grandmothers’ dresses and my mother’s dress and make them all into one dress. I had this vision of cutting up the fabric and bringing them all back together in a sentimental couture wedding dress that would be sure to make everyone cry. (Happy tears, people!)

Within weeks of getting engaged, my maternal grandmewether sent me her satin dress.

Look at the beautiful train - and the skinny minnie waist!
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I posted a few weeks back about a dilemma I was facing in regards to our ceremony: how to honor the fact that our gay friends are not allowed to marry and make it clear that we have not forgotten them in their struggle for equality, while not riling up our more conservative guests to the point that they want to walk out.

I wanted to thank you all for your comments and the respectful dialogue that you all created, because it really helped clear my thoughts on the issue and played a big part in the decision that Mr. Star and I made.

Most of you felt that it would be perfectly reasonable to make mention of our beliefs during the ceremony. Those of you who didn’t mostly felt that it was due to the fact that a wedding ceremony is not about politics. And I totally agree, weddings should not be about politics. But to us, the issue of gay civil rights is not just a political issue played out on the national political stage while we stand on the sidelines as spectators. It is an issue that affects the day-to-day lives of many of our friends who are being gracious enough to come celebrate our wedding, even as they still fight for the right to have their own.

No one would feel that it was wrong or “too political” to mention the American Cancer Society or to donate towards the fight for a cure if one of our grandfathers had passed away from lung cancer, yet tobacco legislation is a political issue that is hotly contested up on Capitol Hill. So I don’t think it’s too unreasonable for us to express the ideals we feel are important to mention in our wedding ceremony, much like I respect many religious sentiments that I don’t agree with when they are incorporated into my friends’ wedding ceremonies.
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It all started with some lovely inspiration… see that wooden platform? I had to have it. Had to. It had that sexy, modern, but a little rustic vibe to it - and I had to find a way to DIM (do it myself). So, I enlisted the help of Mr. Ramen to tackle this project. Mr. Ramen and I have experience with the whole sanding/staining/finishing woodwork process when we refinished (from blonde wood to ebony)/re-upholstered my family’s old dining room table so I could take it with me to school…
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It was a Saturday like any other. Driving down to his house in the morning with the windows rolled down, boxes of things for her upcoming move loaded in the back. When she got to the house, he helped her unload the boxes, and she started to unpack. He seemed insistent that they take a walk, but she was trying to unpack.

“Just let me get these ones in the kitchen done, and then we can go.”

”Is there anything I can help you with?” he asked, in an attempt to speed things along.

“No, but I’m going to have to do some serious re-organization of the kitchen. It’s not functional.”

He suggested that she take a break from the unpacking, relax a little, and enjoy the nice weather. She was slightly hesitant because she had not yet put away the pots and pans that were on the top of the stove. Little did she know that in a matter of minutes, she wouldn’t care where those pans were stored.

The walk down to the beach was warm — it had to have been 80 degrees, and it would probably be one of the last warm days of the year. While she had thought that he might be proposing this weekend, there was no way he was going to do it now. She knew how antsy he was about keeping the ring safe, and he was wearing board shorts and flip flops — there was nowhere safe to stow a ring. Also, he definitely wasn’t acting nervous. They talked about her moving in, their weeks ahead at work, what they were going to do that night for dinner. Normal, easy, everyday conversation.

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Katemarie’s fiance wore Air Force Ones when he proposed. As a nod to the proposal, all the men wore them for on their wedding day.

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HOORAY! We have a wedding photographer! More on that exciting news soon!

Our photographer will be with us for 8 hours, which led me to wonder if that is enough time for everything. Since we won’t have our reception at a place with lush gardens and outdoor wonders, I want to set aside time for taking pictures in a scenic park. I tried creating a general timeline for the wedding day to see how much 8 hours would cover, but I really have no idea where to start. Thankfully, there are other fabulous wedding websites out there with plenty of advice!

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Our own hive has a timeline wiki with links to bees’ wedding day schedules. Also, Weddingchicks has a detailed wedding day schedule that I adore, because it’s broken down into small increments—down to 5 minutes at some points! And it includes nuggets of wisdom like these:
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Date: July 11, 2009
City, State: Santa Barbara, CA
Initial Budget: $43K
# of Guests: 270 invited, 180 attended

Wedding Day Costs
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Now that we finally have a venue (well, we’re 95% certain), I feel like I can move on with planning! Phew!

My awesome fashionista friend and fellow bride S sent me Sara Gabriel’s website full of unique and beautiful veils. These are some of my favorites:

All images below, unless otherwise noted, are courtesy of Sara Gabriel.

The Audrey veil:

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All I wanted was a good night of sleep the day before our wedding. I wanted to be relaxed and ready and not stressed, but mostly I didn’t want dark circles under my eyes. So after the rehearsal dinner (and maybe two bars) my MOH and I headed to the Blair Hill Inn where I proceeded to fall into the most delicious bed ever. In spite of this, I slept for maybe 2 hours the entire night… I was waaay too excited, and OH-SO-anxious. At 3:45 AM I did, however, remember that I had not in fact paid our florist yet, so I guess some good came out of it?

Anyways, I’m the worst bee ever and totally forgot to take pictures of the room or the AMAZING breakfast that was served to us the next morning. The owners (Dan and Ruth) were absolutely amazing - it was like we were the only ones there and that we were more like old friends, not just guests. Ruth brought us celebratory mimosas on the house with our breakfast, and my wedding day officially began!

There were quite a few steps before this:

So let’s rewind a little bit…
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I’m going to warn you guys: this is a Debbie Downer post. But it’s important to be real, right? Anyway, I guess I’ll just jump right in… when I was 12, my father passed away. He was sick for a while and we all knew that his time with us was limited, but obviously you can’t prepare yourself for something like this. As I’ve made my way through the important events and milestones in my life, I’ve always wished that I could have my dad by my side, and my wedding day is no different.

This meant that he wouldn’t be there to walk me down the aisle, give me away, have our father daughter dance, or give a stern talking to Mr. Fro Yo (should he require one). I’ve never thought about this and not cried. And this time is no different; however, I’ve found ways to incorporate things that represent Daddy Fro Yo in our wedding. One of the things I plan to incorporate is magnolia flowers.

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I love birthdays. No, scratch that. I love my birthday. I look forward to my birthday with an enthusiasm that is almost completely embarrassing now that I am no longer 10 years old. Oh yes, I’m that person who, on June 1, declares it her “birthday month”. I also crow about my “birthday week”, which has slowly crept to encompass the 5-7 days around my actual birthdate.

Mr. Potato Head has to remind me, gently, so as not to burst my over-inflated bubble, that I get a day, and that this is not Hanukkah, and I will not actually be receiving eight nights of gifts.

My 29th birthday month was this past June, and I had a happy weekend of celebrating with friends. But I have to admit to something, and it’s kinda embarrassing. But. It is a learning experience, and at 29, I need all the wisdom I can get.

On my actual birthday, I woke up and things, well… started going Not My Way. I had to stay up until 3:30 AM the night before to finish some work, then wake up at 7 AM on my birthday to get it done before the deadline. My car was in the shop and the mechanic called to let me know that it required more work (and monies) than they’d thought. My beach plans were ruined by bad weather, my fiance had to work, and finally, on the way to brunch with friends, we were stuck in traffic for an hour only to wait for ages for our food to arrive.

So I came home, and my fiance came home, and, well, I kinda pouted.
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Hi, My name is Miss Lamb and I have a DIY problem.

Though others pointed it out to me before, I didn’t realize I had a problem until I recognized myself in this article about the stages of a DIY project.

I was in between Phase 5 and 6 on my handmade fabric bridesmaids’ pomanders and bouts. I was so psyched when I was buying the materials. I committed and began to tie them together, cut the fabric, and tested swatches on my machine. Then they weren’t going as quickly as I thought, and I ran out of the little flower for the bouts that I liked.

With graduations and family vacation in May, I just flat out stalled on the project. I had no motivation. The wedding seemed so far away. We didn’t even have a venue. Why bother???

Then, I made about twice as many flowers for the prototype pomander, and finished 5 bouts. I started to believe in the project again!

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